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He let his eye roam over her. She looked sexy, that’s what she looked like.
“So what
are you doing with the photos?” he said.
“Is this some sort of interrogation technique you learned? Ask the same question over again until the person gets bored and answers to make you shut up?”
Lake grinned as he stretched his legs out in front of him.
“You’re not going to tell me what you’re doing with them, are you?”
“No,” she said primly, then regrouped. “I mean, if I was taking pictures, which I’m not.”
“Smooth, Kirsty, real smooth,” he said. “Guess I’ll have to wait and see. So, about the show?”
She let out a long sigh as she leaned forward onto the desk and clasped her hands in front of her.
“I don’t want to do the show with you, therefore I don’t want to talk about it.”
He waited her out. He could almost see her think behind those beautiful green eyes of hers.
“Fine,” she said at last. Lake tried not to give her a victory smile. “We’ll each have a twenty-minute session. Pick a theme and some music and then make your girls walk to it. It isn’t rocket science, I’m sure you’ll be fine.”
She paused for him to take issue with the insult. He let it slide.
“I plan to run a raffle and some other competitions, get people involved. I’m also going to have a stall beside the show, so people can buy straight after it.” She shrugged. “That’s pretty much it.”
“I already have a competition running,” he said.
Kirsty pursed her lips with disgust.
“I heard all about it. A weekend with you. Seriously? That’s the prize? You’re pimping yourself out to sell lingerie.”
“Tut tut, Kirsty. You had a whole career pimping yourself to sell lingerie. I’m only offering one woman, one weekend.”
“Lingerie models don’t pimp themselves out.” Her eyes narrowed, and he assumed she meant it to make her look mean. Instead it was kind of cute. Although not as cute as when her eyes flashed with passion. For that he had to make her mad. They were nowhere near that—yet.
Lake pushed himself up from his chair. His business was over, but he didn’t want to leave.
“Don’t forget to change the passwords on your computer,” he told her. “And never let the browser save your password. Especially the one for your bank account.”
Her mouth fell open.
“You were in my bank account?” She tapped on the screen in front of her.
“I didn’t take anything,” he said, kind of offended that she was checking.
“It’s time for you to leave.” She pointed at the door, in case he didn’t understand.
As he reached the door, Kirsty’s phone rang. He pulled the door open as she said, “What the hell do you want?”
And instead of walking out, Lake turned, folded his arms and listened. He knew he already hated whoever was on the line.
Kirsty almost dropped the phone. Instead her knuckles went white from holding it so tightly. She knew that Lake was still in the room, blatantly listening in on her conversation, but she didn’t care.
“You’ve got a cheek calling me,” she said.
She could hear her voice shake and wished that it didn’t.
